Page 53 of Temporary Vows


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I arched a brow. “You never checked.”

“Hmm,” Drakos growled. “I never rewarded you for your performance last night. Even though Jason got drunk and was airlifted out, it didn’t ruin your work. He’ll pay for disrupting your night. When he gets out of the hospital, I’ll give him a visit.”

It took every fiber of control not to physically lurch at his words. The bomb Drakos dropped swirled in my mind. How had my poison failed? The real estate agent should be dead. Of course, if he was puking from the alcohol, maybe the poison hadn’t been strong enough to combat that effect? And if the doctors pumped his stomach, it could be that they gave him an antidote in addition to removing the toxins. But then that meant the medical team knew about the poison in order to save him. Oh, heavens, then that would mean Drakos would know!

But the horrible situation running through my mind vanished as Drakos chose that moment to remove my panties. He groaned as he tossed them to the car’s floor. “You’re so fucking wet, princess. Crawl in the back.”

I smiled weakly and obeyed.

“Pull your dress off, Talia. I want to see your tits when I devour this tight little pussy.”

Oh God, why was this so hot? Even with everything else between us, I found myself completely under his spell. Following his instructions, I leaned back into the rich leather interior. Drakos arranged his seat before reaching for me. Gripping my hips hard, he ripped me forward and bent his head down in worship.

I moaned as his tongue ran up my slit. There were no words to describe the experience. Nothing I could have learned would have prepared me for his onslaught. Licking, nipping, sucking, Drakos worked his mouth over my sex. This should have been a struggle for control, but the lines were clearly drawn in this relationship. We both knew Drakos had the upper hand in this battle. For some reason, that made me feel as if it was okay to surrender to his touch.

He was insatiable. When he slid first one, then a second finger into me, it felt as though he owned me. In this car, in this place, I was his.

A tightness built inside me. Unlike any other orgasm, this one was gripping all my muscles. I felt close, so damn close!

“Talia, I think there’s been a misunderstanding,” Drakos suddenly growled.

I panted, peeling my eyes open to glare at him. “Yes?” I ground out.

He took a long, slow lick before his tongue circled my clit. My whole body tightened, and I cried out, waiting for the moment when he would push me over the edge.

“You seem to be torn about your loyalties,” he said roughly against my sex, drawing his tongue back and forth in another long lick.

My brain scrambled for purchase, and I mentally blanched. This was my family’s enemy, and he had complete control over my body. But at that moment, his fingers found a truly incredible spot, moving in such a way that a stroke of pleasure erupted from the center of my core.

“So, when I offer you a job and you stick up for your father, it makes me wonder who you think you belong to.”

That edge was coming back, pleasure pulsing through every fiber of my being. At this point, I would tell the arrogant ass anything he wanted to hear so long as he finished what he’d started!

“I’myourwife,” I groaned. My fingers bit into the leather seat, the heat from the sun made the material pliable, and I vowed I would puncture it if he didn’t let me come.

“I’m sorry, can you repeat that?” Drakos menaced. “Who do you belong to?”

“You, Constantine, only you!”

I arched my body, angling myself for relief. But his firm grip kept me from taking what I desperately needed. There were stars at the edge of my vision, and I was panting, my body writhing with desperation.

“And what will I do if you take another’s interests?” Drakos demanded.

“Kill me?” I choked out with a wry laugh.

“No, Talia. Not that. Something far worse,” he promised.

I don’t care, it’s all hypothetical anyhow.A needy whimper escaped my throat. I was sweating bullets. If I could only stop, stand up, and walk away from him. It would give him the worst case of blue balls he’d ever had.

But I couldn’t. I was in too deep. Moving away from this would traumatize my body. “Please, Constantine.”

“Please what?”

“Make me come.”

“Hmmm, is this what you crave, princess?” He lapped at my sensitive slit.

I groaned. “Yes! Oh, yes.”

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